Mudslide: When It All Falls Down

The man of my dreams walled into my beauty salon placed his number in my pocket and walked out. It happened just like I had written years ago in a letter to God. He was gorgeous and suave. Oh, how I loved that man. On the outside I had the perfect life gorgeous husband who kept me looking just as gorgeous. He was kind, gentle, and loving. He was all those things until he drank. Drinking changed him in way that made all of the above fly out of the window.